Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Lu Wenwu quickly realized that he should be in a closed environment, perhaps something like a hibernation chamber.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and kick the closed lid open.

But before he could exert any effort, the extreme fatigue and mental sleepiness forced him to close his eyes and fall asleep.

Lu Wenwu was awakened by a loud "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound.

In addition to the huge noise of knives and axes, there was also the huge noise of an electric drill drilling wildly next to his ears, as if it was going to drill his brain open.

He hasn't fully woken up yet, and the noise has made him a little dispirited, so he doesn't have much strength to use.

The tremendous fatigue that had previously oppressed his soul was gradually fading away, his mind was becoming active again, and his body's functions were slowly recovering.

The slime-like substance seemed to have disappeared.

Lu Wenwu felt something hard underneath his body, like some kind of hard rubber.

After hesitating for a moment, still feeling a little groggy, he decided to continue lying in the iron coffin for a while.

I'm still a little weak, it won't be too late to recover for a while.

Soon, the noise outside disappeared, replaced by an astonishing heat.

A plasma cutter, restrained by some kind of stance, thrust in and carefully cut a full circle along the edge.

In order to prevent the coffin lid, which looked a bit heavy, from falling and hitting his nose, Lu Wenwu stretched out his legs and kicked upwards with force.

The heavy alloy plate cover was kicked up more than three meters high in an instant, and fell heavily on the open area next to it, making a loud noise and raising a cloud of dust.

"Oh my bloody hell!"

Someone outside shouted, and seemed to be startled by Lu Wenwu who stood up from the coffin.

When the dim light shone down again, Lu Wenwu regained his sight, squinted his eyes, and used his arms to support himself to sit up.

A disgusting stench mixed with the smell of something rotting came, mixed with some highly irritating gases of unknown chemicals, which made him unable to help but dry heave twice.

Oh my god, where the hell did this come from?

Looking around, a large amount of debris of unknown purpose and material was piled up into high mountains, the smallest of which was seven or eight meters high.

This seems to be a garbage disposal site.

This is the "low point" deep inside the processing plant, surrounded by several huge mountains of garbage.

The shadows blocked out the dim sunlight.

Lu Wenwu's sight gradually fixed on a "half-male robot" standing next to him.

The guy was wearing a pair of gray-white denim overalls similar to those worn by a gold digger and was carrying a huge gray backpack.

He looked to be at least fifty years old, with gray hair and exposed metal patches on both sides of his cheeks, extending from his eyelids to his neck.

Lu Wenwu guessed that this was probably used to power his cornea, which occasionally flashed some reflected light.

The left forearm disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by the plasma cutter with position constraints;

The exposed right upper arm is embedded with a dark grey tool set similar to an armband. Messy metal pipes are buried in the gaps between muscles and bones, and there are reserved spaces similar to plug interfaces on them.

As for the lower limbs, the left leg inside the pants looks intact, but judging from the abnormally thinness of the right leg inside the trouser leg, it is either just a bone frame or a prosthetic limb.

"So, the background of this dungeon is cyberpunk? Isn't it the field I am least good at? The upper limit of this world view is only at the surface level. Who can withstand my punch? We can't develop into the interstellar age and still engage in such primitive prosthetic modifications."

Lu Wenwu glanced at the other iron coffin next to him, and after confirming that Maomao, with whom he had telepathic connection, was inside, he whispered a few words to himself.

His spirit had basically recovered, but he still felt very weak.

Including but not limited to weak and light movements, slight tremors in the hands, insufficient blood supply to the muscles, slightly dark and blurry vision, and slight mental trance, etc.

After taking a look at the "old man" standing there in a daze, Lu Wenwu subconsciously practiced the Nine Breaths to Subdue the Qi, hoping to first get rid of his weak state by absorbing the Yuan Energy of Heaven and Earth.

then

He sent out the same national treasure as the "old man".

"What the hell is this! Is this place a place without souls!?"

Chapter 399 Am I hungry?

Lu Wenwu felt terrible when he found that there was not even a trace of energy in this place.

This means that if he wants to replenish the energy in his body, he needs to use the Nine Breaths to open up the void channel with great difficulty and draw energy directly from the void for his own replenishment and consumption.

Then, Lu Wenwu felt the weakness of his body and fell into silence.

In his current state, he is simply unable to use the Nine Breaths to Subdue the Qi.

But Lu Wenwu was not panicked.

After being silent for less than half a second, he chose to open the space channel of the Dragon Mansion and took out a few top-grade spirit stones from it to respond.

What the hell!

Where is my fucking space channel! ?

He reached out his hand and found nothing. He just dug in the air and nothing happened.

When Lu Wenwu found that the little bit of energy he squeezed out to the limit seemed unable to drive the power of space to condense the secret key of space and open the portal to his own small world,

Now he really started to panic.

what's the situation?

The Dragon Mansion space is sealed?

No, this thing is bound to his soul and is in a semi-fused state. It is second only to the natal magic weapon in the world of immortal cultivation.

How could this seal be hidden from his spatial perception?

Lu Wenwu began to doubt his life.

Because the little energy that was squeezed out just now to open the space channel was wasted, he now felt even weaker.

It even gave him the illusion that even his cultivation had been sealed.

But this is not possible.

How can he, a person who practices physical cultivation, seal his cultivation?

Is it possible to change his body?

Lu Wenwu speculated that his current weak state was most likely due to sleeping too long in the hibernation chamber, which was in a state of total spirituality. The energy in his body began to dissipate due to the large difference in concentration.

What is the purpose of sealing cultivation? This is too ridiculous.

After spending about three seconds to figure out the current situation, Lu Wenwu resisted the weakness in his body and stood up from the iron coffin.

He staggered to the side of the iron coffin, grabbed the hydraulic rod that was so mottled and rusted, and lifted it up suddenly.

The heavy hibernation chamber shook slightly, but nothing happened.

Lu Wenwu was stunned for a moment, then he gathered all his strength and punched the rusty lid of the hibernation chamber.

"boom!"

"Click!"

Two voices sounded one after another.

Lu Wenwu's punch left a noticeable dent in the heavy hibernation chamber, which was much more obvious than the scratch made by the hammer of the stunned semi-mechanical "old man" next to him.

Lu Wenwu felt the severe pain in his hand, staring at his slightly dislocated hand bones and the flowing blood, with an incredible look on his face.

I punched the steel with all my strength, but it only left a small dent, and I almost broke a bone?

And the skin is broken and bleeding?

What an international joke!

His body was so strong that he wouldn't be damaged even if he was showered by a hundred bullets from Big Ivan, but now he couldn't even open an ordinary alloy shell?

Could it be that the system really has a way to seal my physical strength?

And his own recovery ability has also been greatly reduced.

Two seconds passed and the minor injury hadn't healed yet, it just stopped bleeding.

Just when Lu Wenwu was doubting his life, Cyborg, who had been stunned for a moment, asked in fear: "What are you doing?"

His voice sounded younger than expected.

Although his voice was trembling when he asked this question, Lu Wenwu could sense something other than fear in his eyes.

Greed that disappears.

And choices and struggles.

The dilemma of whether to take action.

Lu Wenwu subconsciously opened the Eye of True Vision to analyze it, and almost fell down.

The Eye of True Vision can still be used, but his body is now a little too weak to withstand even the most basic high-dimensional capture.

This was arguably the most miserable time for Lu Wenwu since he began his cultivation journey.

Even when he was recuperating in the world of immortal cultivation, he was stronger than he is now.

Resisting the discomfort in his body, Lu Wenwu replied: "As you can see, I am trying to open this rusty dormant chamber and rescue my companions."

"companion!?"

The cyborg screamed hoarsely, and countless rays of light flashed in his modified eyes.

"You think your companions are still alive? God, are you kidding me! Do you know how old this hibernation chamber you are using is? It's so old that you can't even see the nameplate! Two hundred years, at least two hundred years!"

"The hydrogen battery inside it should have run out of energy ten years ago, even under the most ideal conditions. Even the nutrient solution in the nutrient tank has been dry for who knows how long. It's a miracle that you're still alive!"

"No, no, no. The fact that you can stand up and burst out with such tremendous strength is already a miracle among miracles. The muscle atrophy caused by normal hibernation should make you completely unable to move for a period of time after waking up."

"It's incredible that your muscles haven't shown any signs of atrophy. You're even more symmetrical than the male models in the six o'clock club. I bet your body transformation must be more than 80%!"

"It shouldn't be a full-body transformation. Your body is in an extremely weak state right now, which is not what a full-body transformation should be like. Your true identity is most likely..."

He kept looking at Lu Wenwu in that hoarse voice, as if he was looking at a golden statue.

The greed in his eyes quickly took over, overpowering the cowardly and fearful Cyborg, who could not help but increase the power of the plasma cutter on his arm, and his muscles began to consciously tense.